Of course

Such simple words to be the last utterance of a dying mind. But, it all made sense, didn’t it?

Life is chaotic, unclear, clouded by our prejudices and our emotions. Death, on the other hand… death is an absolute, a constant. Death is less hazed and muddled by our transient conscience.

Everything was clear to him in that final moment as he laid there in the pavement. The meaning of his whole life, and the reasons for his death. Everything, including the certainty that all this knowledge would soon be completely useless.

Of course.

PD: En inglés hoy. No sé por qué, me ha dado por ahí XD

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